O SON OF THE DESERT
Chapter
8
When all the
desert sides were bright from dawn,
From tree a bird tuned to a youth in lawn.
O desert's son! leave thy tent with haste,
You lead a dull life which lacks journey taste.1
1.
In the above three quatrains (twin couplets) the poet has addressed an
immaculate son of the desert, a young Muslim, free from the impure taints of
city life.
In the next couplets he has addressed the upper strata, the intellectuals, the
teachers and philosophers of the desert land.